Monday, January 5, 2015

Let’s get one thing clear, chéri— Some brainless poetasters sayYou should never, ever serve Soul in a poem as the main entrée, With spirit and heart As side orders, all taboo For offal-eating fools dying To eat their words And have them too, a tad bit Too tasteless for the likes of me And you?

Bio Degradable

Born in Greece, I was taken at the age of four to the small town of Raymond, WA in 1948. After high school, I attended the University of Washington but dropped out after a year, spent 1963-1964 travelling in Europe and in Greece, settling in Munich until getting drafted into the US Army. After my discharge, I completed my sophomore year at GHC, Aberdeen, WA, then transferred to the UW where I received an MA in English. In 1970, I co-founded the poetry magazine Madrona and also worked for the Seattle Housing Authority before returning to Greece in 1972. I married Eleni in 1980 and we have a daughter, Efiniki, 32, and a son, Anastasios, 30. I'm now semi-retired from teaching ESL in my language school in Meligalas but still writing poetry--which I've been doing for the last forty years. My poems have been published in various literary magazines in the US and abroad. A number of my poems were also included in the anthology How The Net Is Gripped: a selection of contemporary American Poetry (Stride, UK, 1992), and I have two collections of poetry, Sentences (Querencia Books, 1976), and Aural (Singing Horse Press, 1984).